This is a song about "Eliza"

Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Ever since i wrote raps first, i knew i'd write perfect verses,